Fashioned For Sin

Chapter 9

"Hey babe, how's the cabin?" Karissa asks, chuckling through the phone.
Leonardo lowers himself to my body, kissing my body, from top to bottom, nibbling and sucking, leaving marks all over.

Fuck.

"It's..." I say, taking a deep breath as Leo's tongue slides down to my clit, "good." I continue, almost sounding like a moan.

"Why are you so tense?" She asks, confusion in her voice. "I'm just watching a horror movie."

Movie? Yeah, sure, Blair. Leonardo is sucking your pussy, what kind of movie is this?

She laughs before speaking, "Are you watching a movie or making a movie?" She asks, a hint of tease in her voice.

Leonardo pumps two fingers inside me as he sucks slightly on my clit, how can I focus, I can't even speak properly.

"Both. I'm busy call me later, love you, " I say quickly. I hang up the phone before letting out a moan.

"Both? Are we making a movie, Blair? Would you like to film me fucking your soul out later, claiming it as mine? Because it damn fucking is." He says, reaching back up at me and kissing me slowly, not letting me answer.

God, how am I supposed to go to work on Monday after all of this?!

It's like he's reading my mind, telling me the things that make me go crazy.

"Doesn't look like your doing much fucking though." I say with sass, which I regret because he instantly turns me around on my stomach and spanks me, the slap echoing throughout the wooden walls.

"Fuck,what was that for?" I ask as he lifts up my hips. Great, I'm on all fours now.

"Will you shut up and take my dick like a good girl, or do I have to shut your pretty pink mouth? Would you like that little doll? Forcing my cock down your throat" He whispers in my ear, the words making me shiver, making my pussy fucking throbbing, feeling the tip of his dick rubbing against my literal Niagara Falls.

"Such a good little doll, aren't you?" He says, nibbling on my ear as he pushes his dick inside me. "Oh god." I moan, I'm being torn apart, and I'm moaning.

What is wrong with me? Why do I like being treating like nothing?

"That's right, call out to God, I'm your God from now on, your saviour, no one will ever be able to help you other than me."

He slid in and out of me slowly before speeding his space, the room filled with my moans, surely even the owls outside could hear.

Leo glides his hand up my body, grabbing a fist full of my hair so he can pound into me harder.
Goosebumps spread across my skin.

His other hand gently rubbing my swollen clit. "You're so perfect." He groans, he let's go of my hair and clit and grabs my hips as he spins me around until I'm straddling him on the couch again.

He pushes my hips down, letting me sink as I feel every inch of him ripping my insides, trying to contain my moans, but they slip out.

"It's taking everything in me, every ounce of self control not to finish right now." He says, his hear sweaty, groaning and moaning at every stroke.

"Do you still hate me?" He asks, but all I could reply with was a simple "Mmmph", but even that faded into a moan, the orgasm building in me, I couldn't take it anymore.

"You're fucking incredbile, come on, Blair, come for me." He whispers, grabbing my throat hardly as our bodies tremble on eachother, orgasming at the same time.

This is the best fuck I've had in my entire life.

I lay there for a moment, catching my breath, still wrapped in the heat of what had just happened.

Leonardo's arm draped lazily over my waist, his fingertips lightly tracing patterns on my skin. I could still feel the lingering electricity between us, a mix of passion and something more complex that I couldn't quite put into words.

Eventually, I stirred, realizing we couldn't just lie there all night, though part of me wanted to.

With a reluctant sigh, I rolled over and started gathering my clothes, feeling Leonardo's eyes on me the entire time. His gaze was heavy, filled with a mixture of satisfaction and a hint of something softer, something that made my heart skip a beat.

As I slipped back into my clothes, I could feel him moving beside me, doing the same. But even as we got dressed, the connection between us didn't fade.

It was like an invisible thread pulling us back to each other, drawing me closer until I found myself in his arms again, our lips meeting in a slow, lingering kiss.

The storm outside had finally passed, leaving behind a cool, crisp breeze that drifted through the cracked window. It was refreshing, a stark contrast to the heat that had filled the room just moments ago. I pulled back slightly, my forehead resting against his, and smiled, "Personally, I enjoyed tonight's movie. I'm definitely watching it again." I say, breaking the silence.

"I certainly agree." He replies and we laugh together. I like that I'm able to joke about this with him, it feels so natural and true for some reason.

We stayed like that for a moment longer, just holding onto each other, until the craving for something else took over. I pulled away, reaching for my bag. "I could really use a cigarette right now."

He grinned, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pack, "I was thinking the same thing."

We slipped out onto the small porch, the air cool against our flushed skin.
The sky was clear now, the stars bright and the moon casting a soft glow over everything. I leaned against the railing, taking a deep drag from my cigarette, letting the smoke fill my lungs before exhaling slowly.

The tension in my body began to ease, the cool air and nicotine working together to calm the storm inside me.

I leaned against the porch railing, flicking the ash from my cigarette, a smirk playing on my lips. "So, I guess we can add 'getting distracted' to the list of things we're really good at."Leonardo, standing next to me with his own cigarette, let out a low chuckle. "Definitely."

"I'm pretty sure Kari's idea of a joke is sending us to a secluded cabin with no one else around. I should've seen this coming."Leonardo smirked. "Well, she definitely has a twisted sense of humour. But hey, we survived. And you know, this wasn't the worst way to spend a night.""Oh, definitely not the worst," I agreed, trying to keep my tone casual but failing to suppress a grin.

"I mean, Chinese food, a good movie, and... whatever the hell that was back there." I gestured vaguely toward the cabin behind us."'Whatever the hell that was'?" he echoed, raising an eyebrow. "You make it sound so romantic."

I laughed again, nudging him with my elbow. "You know what I mean! It was... unexpected, but not bad.""Not bad?" he repeated, feigning offense. "I think that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me, Ames."

I blew out a breath of smoke, shaking my head. "You're impossible, you know that?"

"And yet, you keep hanging around," he shot back, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. "No comment" I reply.

We stood there for a moment longer, neither of us really wanting to move. Finally, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch gentle. "Come on, let's get inside before we freeze out here."